A blank canvas, inspires a painter
A blank paper, inspires a poet
From a blank we can draw inspiration
They are not blank, but an empty space
Untouched with the creative juices
To be filled with different moods of hues
And written on, with the most fertile thought
From a blank, we can draw a conclusion
Inspired to come up with most enchanted sketches
As artistry is the masterstroke, drawn on a blank
An abstract idea sketched, to inspire*





© Amitav (Radiance)

The demons never say
goodnight;
they never wait until
morning.
They're waiting in
the shadows,
trolls under the bridge,
monsters in the closet,
nightmares worse than our
most sweat-drenching
dreams.

...I can never go to sleep.

I woke up this morning in the
right frame of mind,  eyes were
a blur I couldn't see one inch in
front or even behind.

I walked to the toilet stood up
right, water dribbling down my
leg this wasn't right, It should have
shoot over the seat so I went to
grab it and air I touched. I know
I'm not well endowed, its not that
cold to have shrunk that much
during the night.

I scratched my head, panic set in where
was my meat and were did all that hair
come from. A wig glued to my head, I was
bald last night when I went to sleep, where
did it all come from, god it smells nice.

I found some glasses on the side of the bed,
worried that I had changed since the last
time I sleep, wait this isn't even my bed.

I looked down and what did I see, double DD
melons hanging off of me, I turned and saw in
the mirror now that I could see, I hot woman,
hello I said, wait THATS ME.

Then I heard a voice it said 3,2,1 wake up now
your with me, and I was me in front of
others laughing at me, hearing the voice
saying so you couldn't be hypnotised
a woman you were in front of all to see.

MY BRAIN JUST GOT JUMBLED as I
grabbed down below, there was my piece
thank god I'm me and not a woman, I cant
tell me friends this happened to me .